Jon exhaled slowly as he looked along the arrow, aiming into the sky before releasing. Running forward when he watches the Young Dragon collapse from the sky and crash into a ruined building. He drops his bow outside and starts making his way through the Ruins. Snow crunching under his feet, cracked Concrete shifting and creaking as chunks rub together. Cobblestone Bricks fall and crack as the ruins collapse further, the toll of time wearing heavy on the old tower.

He finally makes it into the main room, the huge broken in skylight proof of the Dragon falling through. Turning and stepping carefully through the room he approaches the Fallen Monster before pausing when he sees someone cradling the thing's head. Rubbing along the Dragon's jaw. "Shh... Shhh... I know it hurts.. Im here.." The cloaked figure mutters to the beast, the Dragon taking a few stuttering shallow breathes as it struggles.